I'd be thinner, I'd be taller

Go clubbing in my collar,

With skin pale as a moth.

Dressed in black, I'd go creeping

While the normal folk are sleeping,

If I only were a goth.



With my hair up, I'd look fancy,

Like Siouxsie and the Banshees,

With silk or velvet cloth.

Dressed in boots, never sandals,

And the room would be lit with candles,

If I only were a goth.



Yes I'd want to die,

From the bottom of my heart impure.

Would I like another clove? Well, sure.

And after that we'll go listen to The Cure.



I'd pretend to be a vampire,

Like in stories 'round the campfire,

I'd suck your bloody froth.

Yes the thing I'd be best at

Is impersonating Lestat,

If I only were a goth.



In my casket purse I'm toutin',

Einsturzende Neubauten

And pagan hymns to Thoth.

Yes the world would be depressing,

Over death I'd be obsessing,

And this corpse that I'm undressing would be sexier I'm guessing.

With my diet I'd get scurvy,

And I'd worship Peter Murphy,

If I only were a goth.